The Chosen Archer

If the bow required a quest to gain its approval, that would be manageable. But if it was based purely on luck, then there was nothing he could do.

In his previous life, Frostbound Reverie had remained nothing more than a legend, no one had ever actually equipped it. Eventually, it ended up in the hands of Feather, the so-called God of Arrows, but even he never used it.

And yet—

"Whoa! +30 Enhancement?! A legendary-tier bow?! Ethie, you're the best! Mwah~!"

Lyla planted a kiss on his cheek before he could react.

At that very moment, her old bow vanished, instantly replaced by a new one.

And the design…

The entire bow looked as if it was forged from pure ice, radiating a restrained yet overwhelming chill. Its wings curved into a graceful arc, and intricate, ancient runes were etched across its body.

Most striking of all was the brilliant golden aura, proof of its +30 enhancement.